The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Xiaotao couldn't sit still, she let out a scream, and rolled off the car seat like a ball.Hai Weilan didn't care about her anymore, and hugged Yuan Qiyan tightly to prevent him from being thrown out.

"Woo--" There was the sound of a sudden brake outside the window, the horse neighed again, and the carriage stopped.

Xiaotao got up in disgrace, with a stomach full of anger, she opened the curtain of the car, and was about to have a seizure, when Chang Bao yelled angrily: "You rushed out suddenly, don't you want to live?"

Xiaotao was surprised, turned around and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy standing in the middle of the mountain road, dressed in coarse cloth and short clothes, his face was pale, his legs trembled so much that he could see the dotted line, and he still had an expression of death-defying expression on his face .

"What's going on?" Yue Shubo realized what happened later, turned around and turned back. [

"Meet a lunatic!" Chang Bao's anger still persisted, he pulled the carriage back and shouted coldly at the young man, "Get out of the way!"

"My lord, help me!" The young man seemed to see that Yue Shubo's face was relatively kind, so he turned around and knelt down with a plop, "My lord, please do me a favor and save my master!"

"Your master?"

"That's right, the young one and the master went to other places with a caravan to collect medicinal materials. When we got here, the master suddenly fell ill. The people in the caravan were afraid that the master would catch some plague, so they left us behind. There is no front and back of the village. Those who didn't go to the store, and the young ones didn't know the way, and didn't dare to leave the master to find a doctor. After waiting here for two days, they finally saw someone.

The young master's horse was too fast, the young one didn't have time to stop it, and when he saw the carriage approaching, he rushed out in a hurry. The young one didn't intentionally startle everyone, please do me a favor, save my master, if you don't save him again He's going to die..."

The boy wiped his tears while speaking.

Yue Shubo showed hesitation, but Chang Bao was already impatient, "Young Master Yue, don't pay attention to him, it's better to hurry!"

"Wait a minute!" Hai Weilan lifted the curtain of the car.

Chang Bao frowned, and wanted to say something, but Hai Weilan jumped off the carriage and walked straight to the boy.

"Little brother, tell me, where is your master?" She bent down and asked in the sweetest voice possible.

Probably frightened by the unknown light in her eyes, the boy shrank back involuntarily, "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I'm only interested in your master..."

The boy became even more frightened, "You...what are you going to do to my master?"

"You fucking have persecution paranoia? Tell me, where is your master?" Hai Weilan was furious.

The young man was shocked by her arrogance, and pointed involuntarily, "It's...underneath..."